The Feed

I’ve heard people say that people come into your life like seasons, but I’d never heard the train station theory until recently. The idea that everyone is a train—some stopping briefly, some staying for a while, and a few changing your entire direction—hit me in a way I wasn’t expecting. It made me rethink how I’ve held onto people long after their stop, or blamed myself when someone left, as if I’d failed instead of simply reached the end of that ride. Maybe not everyone is

I realized a long time ago that my brain works differently than most people’s. I see things sideways, feel things deeper, connect dots others don’t always notice. But honestly, who’s to say what “normal” even is? Normal feels like a moving target anyway. Maybe different isn’t something to fix—it’s just another way of being in the world. #LiveYourDream #CreativeHealing #ThisIsMyStory #Theater #Musicals #ToxicPeople#StrippedAMemior #MentalHealthMatters #FromStageToPage #Healing

Lately, I’ve had this feeling that something is happening just offscreen, as if I walked into the middle of an episode and missed the cold open. Nothing is actually wrong. I haven’t done anything wrong. And yet the vibes are off. The air feels different, as if a big announcement is coming or a dramatic rant is brewing. I can’t explain it, I just know something is about to change in a big way. Maybe it’s intuition, maybe it’s anxiety, or maybe life is about to cut to a commerc

Who would’ve thought I’d be so into Stranger Things ? Somehow, I was and this morning I woke up at 6 a.m. and watched all two hours of the final episode, which was absolutely incredible. Who would’ve thought I’d be crying that much over this show? Because I was. Hard. Funny how the things you least expect end up hitting you the deepest. Happy New Year! #LiveYourDream #CreativeHealing #ThisIsMyStory #Theater #Musicals #ToxicPeople#StrippedAMemior #MentalHealthMatters #FromStag

Well, it’s New Year’s Eve and I’m working the merch booth at Six , so I guess I’m around theater, but not in the way I’d like to be. I’ll be done by 9, and after that… no plans. No friends here to hang with. Just me and the dog tonight, and honestly, I doubt I’ll make it to midnight. I’m hoping to go home, watch the Stranger Things  finale, and go to bed. I don’t really know what to expect from 2026, and to be honest, I’m not feeling that excited about it. #LiveYourDream #Cre

I woke up this morning from a terrible dream where I pulled the emergency brake and it broke off in my hand, the car rolling backward while I couldn’t stop it. It felt so real that I actually got up at 5 a.m. and went outside to check the car, only to realize there is no pull brake, just a small button. After that, I pulled out my dream book, which said that no brakes symbolize being out of control, danger, a warning to stop and examine a particular situation before moving fo

I was just watching Dash & Lily  and learned that The  Phantom of the Opera’s name is Erik, which is wild because I’ve seen that show a million times and somehow never clocked that. Naturally, I googled it—and not only is his name Erik, but it’s spelled with a K, just like mine #LiveYourDream #CreativeHealing #ThisIsMyStory #Theater #Musicals #ToxicPeople#StrippedAMemior #MentalHealthMatters #FromStageToPage #HealingThroughArt #VulnerablyBold #Depression #Manipulation #Bipola

They say keeping an aquarium reduces stress and lowers blood pressure, and I want  to believe that… but right now my tank is testing me. I love my aquarium, I really do, but no matter what I do the water will not get clear, and it’s honestly more frustrating than calming at this point. I know it’s supposed to be soothing, yet here I am staring at cloudy water like it’s a personal challenge. One day it’ll be peaceful. Today is not that day. 🐠😅 #LiveYourDream #CreativeHealing

This morning, I woke up to an undecorated, clean house. Yesterday, at the crack of dawn, I went to make coffee and sit in the glow of the Christmas lights I’d kept up for more than two months—but three days after Christmas, I couldn’t turn them on. I knew the season had to end. I think I put them up because I was trying to make myself happier and standing there in the quiet, I had to admit it hadn’t worked. By 7 a.m., everything was down. I cleaned and cleaned until the house

The past few mornings have been extremely cold, and I kind of love it. The air feels sharper, quieter, like the world hasn’t fully woken up yet.. It’s a small thing, but there’s something comforting about the cold, like it’s giving me permission to pause. #LiveYourDream #CreativeHealing #ThisIsMyStory #Theater #Musicals #ToxicPeople#StrippedAMemior #MentalHealthMatters #FromStageToPage #HealingThroughArt #VulnerablyBold #Depression #Manipulation #Bipolar #BreakingTheStigma #T

Do you ever wonder who would actually come to your funeral, or what it would even be like? Not in a dark way, just a quiet curiosity about who would show up, what music would play, whether it would be small or full of stories and awkward reunions, and if people would really know you or just the version of you they remember. I think about it sometimes less as an ending and more as a mirror, a way of wondering what connections lasted, what moments mattered, and what kind of mar

My mom shared a story with me the other day about a friend from AA. The friend’s son is married, and the wife openly dislikes her partner, says really awful things about him, doesn’t want him around, and doesn’t want her kids around him either. Despite that, the friend keeps begging to spend time together and continues including the partner. Eventually—around Thanksgiving, I think—the partner had a breakdown. After sitting with it for a while, my mom finally spoke up and said

My gift from my sister was a Golden Girls  “experience,” and while it was cute, I’m pretty sure it wasn’t exactly what she thought it was going to be. It was basically a hotel restaurant with a light Golden Girls  theme—tickets required, overpriced mediocre food, and a few Golden Girls -ish sets you could take photos in. That said, it was still a fun hour and a half, and even if it probably wasn’t worth the price of it all, I was honestly just happy to get out of the house. #

Well, it’s Christmas, and I’m up at the crack of dawn. As always. Nothing screams holiday magic like being wide awake way too early with absolutely nowhere to be, so naturally, I went back to bed for a bit. When I woke up again, my mom had taken the car because the other one still smells like a dead rat. Festive. My original plan was to watch Stranger Things , but then I remembered it doesn’t start until 5 p.m. I briefly considered going to Viejas since I had free play… but n

As Thanksgiving rolls in, I have been reflecting on what I am truly grateful for this year. At the top of that list are the three projects that shaped my entire year. Oz, Hansel and Gretel and Hallowscream arrived right when I needed them most. They pulled me out of a creative fog that had been hanging over me for years. The last few years really wore me down, and I honestly felt like my creativity had dried up. These shows brought it back to life, and I am so thankful for th

I just watched the BravoCon Christmas special and I swear I am still recovering. The singing was atrocious. Truly. Even the people who are supposedly the “singers” sounded like they were praying for the key to find them. It was giving really bad holiday karaoke I sat there wondering what on earth is going on. Who approved this. Who said yes. Who listened to that rehearsal and thought, yes, this is the Christmas gift the world needs.Honestly, let the new girl Britani sing. At

I have been watching season two of Gen V and wow they are really showing a lot of dicks this season. Like a surprising amount. It is wild. #LiveYourDream #CreativeHealing #ThisIsMyStory #Theater #Musicals #ToxicPeople#StrippedAMemior #MentalHealthMatters #FromStageToPage #HealingThroughArt #VulnerablyBold #Depression #Manipulation #Bipolar #BreakingTheStigma #TheaterAndTherapy

I was watching The Kardashians and Kim gave Khloé a bible from their dad, and she read a verse about how the tongue is a small thing but can set an entire forest on fire. So I looked it up. Interesting verse, even though it was not exactly what she read on the show. It is wild how something so small can build someone up or tear them down. One comment, one rumor, one careless moment can change the whole tone of a day. Words stick. They linger long after we think they are gone.

I went yesterday to see Wicked For Good and okay, I have thoughts. 😅Everyone online is either obsessed with it or tearing it apart, and I’m sitting somewhere right in the middle. There were definitely some beautiful moments. But there were also parts where I was like, “Wait… that is it?” I dragged my friend Lupe with me. She says she hates musicals and she had never seen Act One, so I spent the entire car ride giving her a crash course on the plot and the characters. And dur

Somehow I am going to try my hardest to fight through this stomach pain, but I finally wrote the doctor because I need to stop these pills. They are not helping and I am feeling worse every day. I am even gaining weight again now that I am not walking all over SeaWorld, and I am so tired on top of everything else. I just want to feel normal and go visit my friend Melissa. Right now that feels like the only thing I want to do. #LiveYourDream #CreativeHealing #ThisIsMyStory #Th